sir he is sweet

Until entering the Qi Mansion, Lu Xinghe felt as if he was stepping on cotton under his feet, light and soft.

Hmm... He is probably dreaming, looking at the sun tomorrow, maybe it is coming out from the west.

Qi Zhao never had a close attendant, never had one.

He hated being touched by others the most. Lu Xinghe only dared to touch him except when he was unconscious due to illness in the past few years. The rest of the time, he was two steps away.

Of course, Lu Xinghe did it all by himself, and he didn't have the guts to ask others to touch him.

But now... hiss!Now--

The young prince knelt by the couch, hugged Qi Zhao's body curled up in pain, and coaxed him to let go, and replaced it with his warm palm.

"Sir, don't force yourself... Come on, your hands are too cold, I'll warm you up."

Murong Sheng patted the pale and frail man lightly, and slowly approached tentatively, with his palms poking inside.

Accumulated internal strength, covering his rambunctious little stomach.

Stomach spasm was excruciatingly painful, it was not a joke, no matter how much Qi Zhao could bear it, he couldn't help but groan.

"Well……"

He was in so much pain, but he didn't lose consciousness. Instead, he felt very clearly that he was falling into a warm embrace. Someone was protecting his back, stabilizing his figure, and then slowly pulled his hand away, warm Meaning poured into the stomach.

The sharp abdominal pain subsided a bit.

Qi Zhao woke up a little bit, and immediately figured out who this person was, his spirit froze, he trembled, and almost broke free.

Murong Sheng...it's Murong Sheng.

He was so close to him.

The young prince seemed to have sensed his intentions, and he spoke very calmly without any emotion, "Mister is weak, don't think too much, I will let you go when you feel better."

It's all used...you.

Qi Zhao suddenly felt that he was thinking too much.

His body gradually relaxed, and he lied in the arms of the other party, allowing him to fiddle with him.

Murong Sheng squinted his eyes, and while Lu Xinghe was stunned, he embraced his sweetheart with peace of mind, and slowly stroked his stomach for him.

The intestines were smoothed out, and the spasm stopped naturally.

Qi Zhao is pain-resistant, and has a tolerant temper. He usually doesn't want people to get close to him, but he always sticks to him. Where has he ever been taken care of like this?What's more, the current Murong Sheng is not the silly kid ten years ago, he knows how to hide his emotions and intentions so that the other party doesn't notice.

Only in this way can it stay for a long time.

Qi Zhao was made drowsy by He Shun, lying in Murong Sheng's arms in a completely dependent and defenseless posture, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, his nose was straight, his whole body was clean, dignified and elegant.

Even though Murong Sheng is more than ten years older, this person is still good-looking, the years have hardly left any traces on his body, only when he gets close, he will see a few lines in the corners of his eyes.

From Lu Xinghe's point of view, he could clearly see the affection in Murong Sheng's eyes, he was startled, and before he could speak, he met the man looking over with that half-smile look.

There was no threat, and no other emotions, but the rolling heavy pressure made Lu Xing shut his mouth in an instant.

That is the oppressive feeling unique to the upper ranks of the royal family.

Breaking the silence in the room was a loud rumbling.

Qi Zhao, who had just calmed down for a while, only felt a sudden sharp pain in his abdomen, he hissed in pain, and bent over abruptly.

want... have diarrhea...